Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Հատոր 6W. Blackwood & Sons, 1820 |
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Էջ 87
... dark in colour , but not in works ; once he had been accused of a con- spiracy against the king , but one of his servants undertaking the purga- tion of his lord by undergoing the ordeal of red hot iron , he was thus restored to the ...
... dark in colour , but not in works ; once he had been accused of a con- spiracy against the king , but one of his servants undertaking the purga- tion of his lord by undergoing the ordeal of red hot iron , he was thus restored to the ...
Էջ 98
... dark variegated marble , which occurs in great beds on the north coast , ought to be quar- ried and brought to the market , as its tex- ture is excellent and its colours good . Colouring of Agate . - Dr Macculloch of Woolwich , in an ...
... dark variegated marble , which occurs in great beds on the north coast , ought to be quar- ried and brought to the market , as its tex- ture is excellent and its colours good . Colouring of Agate . - Dr Macculloch of Woolwich , in an ...
Էջ 124
... dark words of a gypsy , which promise no- thing but evil for his fortunes , is pre- vailed upon , in the absence of her husband , to give the boy to her friend , a northern countess , who is anxious to have an heir , and who pre- sents ...
... dark words of a gypsy , which promise no- thing but evil for his fortunes , is pre- vailed upon , in the absence of her husband , to give the boy to her friend , a northern countess , who is anxious to have an heir , and who pre- sents ...
Էջ 126
... dark , that , when they meet in yours , Gleam after gleam of self - destroying fire ( She pauses . ) Ah , these are not the signs of happiness ! - That cannot live , unless where it is fed By calm repose and peace . At last word is ...
... dark , that , when they meet in yours , Gleam after gleam of self - destroying fire ( She pauses . ) Ah , these are not the signs of happiness ! - That cannot live , unless where it is fed By calm repose and peace . At last word is ...
Էջ 128
... dark hour , When love at last , by its own fire consumed , Burnt out even like those candles , laughs no more In ... darker and darker every moment which fall from Hugo himself on the other - till his anxiety is at last wrought up to a ...
... dark hour , When love at last , by its own fire consumed , Burnt out even like those candles , laughs no more In ... darker and darker every moment which fall from Hugo himself on the other - till his anxiety is at last wrought up to a ...
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Էջ 271 - And as he prayed, the fashion of his countenance was altered, and his raiment was white and glistering. 30 And, behold, there talked with him two men, which were Moses and Elias: 31 Who appeared in glory, and spake of his decease which he should accomplish at Jerusalem.
Էջ 354 - Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe; He was not of an age, but for all time! And all the Muses still were in their prime When like Apollo he came forth to warm Our ears, or like a Mercury to charm! Nature herself was proud of his designs, And joyed to wear the dressing of his lines!
Էջ 2 - Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old, rude song that suited well That ruin wild and hoary.
Էջ 57 - I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool, With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news ; Who, with his shears and measure in his hand, Standing on slippers, (which his nimble haste Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet) Told of a many thousand warlike French, That were embattailed and rank'd in Kent.
Էջ 139 - More graceful than her own. His wandering step Obedient to high thoughts, has visited The awful ruins of the days of old : Athens, and Tyre, and Balbec, and the waste Where stood Jerusalem, the fallen towers Of Babylon, the eternal pyramids, Memphis and Thebes, and whatsoe'er of strange Sculptured on alabaster obelisk, Or jasper tomb, or mutilated sphynx, Dark /Ethiopia in her desert hills Conceals.
Էջ 179 - Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ; Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.